I felt my phone in my pocket vibrate as I walked my way home.
This is like, the 13th time this caller called me this evening.
Yes, evening.
I need to stay with Osoro for a while since we were paired up for a project.
Aaand he's my... y'know...
...ex.
But that was all in the past, we're friends again, and I admit, he kinda changed.
Anyway, I opened the front door, ran up to my room (or Ayano's room, rather), then came face to face with an angry Osano.
"Where've you been?!" He shouted angrily. I noticed he's holding his phone near his ear. "Do you not understand how worried I've been?!
I checked my phone, then saw Osano is the one calling me.
Oh no.
"Christ, I've been calling you all night and you didn't even pick up once!"
"W-what's the big deal?" I asked him.
"What's the big-- Y/N it's freaking 11:54 in the evening! You realize how late that is?!"
I sighed. "Calm down, Osano. I was in school the whole time, finishing the project up."
"And what project is that, exactly?"
I yeet my bag onto my bed. "Osoro and I are paired up for it, the one with the book report."
His jaw tightened. "So... you were with him this whole time...?"
"Yes. But don't worry, he changed."
"Changed?" He repeated. "Y/N, that's the guy who slept with Hana on the second week that you're dating, and now you're gonna tell me he changed, are you serious?"
"I-It's not like that, I--"
"It is like that!" Osano shouted. "Don't you get it? He's just using you because you allow him to do it! You ask yourself why you always cry at night, blaming him for hurting you everytime you think he 'changed'. But is he really the problem?"
I looked down.
"Open your eyes, Y/N! You're the problem! Why do you keep crawling back to the same guy who hurt you? If you can't laugh on the same jokes, then why can't you NOT cry on the same dude over and over again?!"
I feel tears pricking my eyes after he told me that.
"What does Osoro even know about you, huh? Does he know you hate coffee unless it's in the morning? Does he know you love cheese so much that you can grate the entire block when you eat spaghetti? Does he know how much you love to sing in the shower but always deny the knowledge of it whenever someone tells you you have a nice voice?"
I wiped a tear that rolled down my cheek.
"Has he ever been with you through all your worst panic attacks or-or spend time with you to talk about your nightmares, or let you crush his hand on ferris wheels because you're afraid of heights? Has... has he even hold you while you're sick?"
He sighed. "Does he even know what your fcking favorite color is?!"
"Why do you care?!" I blurted out.
"Why do I ca-- It's because I'm fcking in love with you, and you don't even see it!" He shouted back.
My eyes widened, then avoided eye contact.
"Since... since we were children." His voice softened. "I didn't say anything because I figured that if I did, we're not gonna be close anymore and it'll be awkward and... I'll lose you. My best friend. The only person that really cared about me."
"O-Osano..."
His face darkened again. "That's why it kills me everytime you're with another guy, loving another boy like- like him! You know he doesn't deserve your tears, h-he doesn't. Deserve. Anything. From you."
"H-hear me out--"
He brought a hand down to his face then ran his fingers through his orange hair. "Even if it's not... me... you deserve to be with someone who cares about you and would do anything just to make you happy."
"Osano I--"
Osano sighed. "You deserve. That kind of love."
"Osano!"
"What?!"
"I like you too!"
Pink suddenly dusted his cheeks. "What...? Wh-why didn't you say anything?"
"Like what you said a while ago, I don't have the courage to tell you because it might ruin our friendship." I sighed. "You probably hate me now, huh...?"
"Hate you? I could never hate you! Y/N, I-I've loved you all my life, you really think this little argument is going to erase all that?" He asked.
I smiled.
He wiped another tear that was about to fall. He opened his arms a bit. "Come here."
I immediatley ran up to him then wrapped my arms around his neck.
He did the same with my waist. "When I see that jack@$$ next time, I'm gon' kick his @$$."
I giggled as I let go of the hug.
Osano is still gripping my hands tightly, though, looking away from me. "Would... would it be weird and too freakin' cheesy when I told you I love you?"
I smiled as I shaked my head. "No."
"Then... I love you." He muttered.
I pouted, then brushed his bangs out of his face. "What was that? I didn't hear it."
"Sh-shut up, you heard what I said!"
I rolled my eyes while laughing. "Back to your tsun-tsun self, I see."
I checked my phone. 12:01 am. "Hey, it's late. We gotta sleep."
He jumped onto my bed then raised his arm up to his face, covering his eyes.
I frowned. "That's my bed."
"Don't care." He huffed.
I rolled my eyes then kissed his cheek. "Dork."
Thanks twinny for your help! Aaat least for once, you helped me with something. 🙄
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